• I live in a house

    I live in a house That no longer exists.Its windows are glaring out Onto its ruptured…

  • For myself

                                                                                                                          for myselfSlowly I’m giving up my ghost.I’ve survived famines, wars, but this, This my friends…

  • Auschwitz, 1997

    Auschwitz, 1997 You are not here:Not behind the window panes,Not amid the heaps of trunks,Not amid the…

  • A little pill

                                     Why a little pill                                       has become                                 such a big problem? I take a pill to have…

  • For Ela.

    you came suddenlyfrom nowherefrom a fairy taleas if touching the bridgeof stone and steelyou had bewitched…

  • No title.

    A little bird came my way,Tiny worm in its beak.”Well thanks,” I said, “But I think…

  • Nimm der Dreck weg…

    Nimm der Dreck weg… there are questionswhen askedgiving answers there are questionswhen askedbegging yet more questions there are handscoming…

  • Writers!

    Taking it all out:Heavy guns and swords glittering In the early morning sun.Out, out ride the…

  • Prague’s Jewish cemetery

    Let all happen at once:Let there be light And darkness.Let good and evil Be one.Let there…

  • Things past

    I have no past. My past is my present.The hell with the universe:Gods and stars long…